So this is a new story. I know I already have 3 unfinished stories that haven't been updated for decades. But I just want to let you know that I have not abandoned them. I was busy, and then I got a major writer's block and then school started and right now is the first time after 2-3 months that I've finally gotten some free time and a creative mind at the same time. I hope I get these times more often, I try. I was reading other season-10 fanfictions and then thinking about season 10 and how it's been so far and how I would've liked it to be when this idea hit my mind. So I decided to start this story.

I hope you enjoy it and I assure that the other 3 stories will be updated soon.

"Is it her?"

"It's her."

"But are you sure… she…"

"It's her."

"It's been five years, though."

"But it's her. It's obvious."

"What is she doing her then?"

"That, I don't know. But we'll know soon. Everybody will know that she's here. The news will spread and then the reason will be known too. All I know is that it's definitely her."

"How is he gonna react?"

"He? Who?"

"He."

"Oh… this is gonna be interesting."

"C-… Cristina?!" asked Callie Torres, as she looked at the Asian in front of her with wide eyes. "Cristina?"

The Asian turned around as she heard her name and looked at the Latina.

"Oh… um… hi," she said awkwardly, smiling even more awkwardly.

"What the h-… Cristina?..." Callie was obviously still not believing her eyes. You don't believe your eyes when a person who once used to be your roommate, who was named the godmother of your child was back after five years of not even caring to know what was up with her friends.

"Yes, Callie. It's me… Cristina… Yang," her smile turned even more awkward as she just stared at her friend. "Um…"

"Oh…" Callie said nodding. "What are you doing here? After… five years." She was unable not to let bitterness show in her tone.

"Um… one of my private patients had come to Seattle on a vacation and then… she ended up here and asked for me… to come here and be her doctor since she couldn't go to where I was… so…"

"Oh interesting, because I thought you may've cared to come here and see if you're friends are even alive or not. Of course… not."

Cristina was taken aback a bit, noticing the bitterness, clearly. She could understand how Callie felt. But Callie could not understand her. Cristina had her reasons and she would tell her about them one day, maybe. She was gonna stay in Seattle for 2 weeks anyways, and she hoped she could re-bond with her old friends. Although she knew well, that most of them, like Callie, would not treat her nicely. She, as Callie just said, had decided to forget all the people she had in Seattle. As if those 10 years of her life hadn't even existed. She really wouldn't treat herself nicely for it, either.

"Uh…" she murmured and nodded slowly, not even daring to defend herself. She looked up at her again, daring to look at her eyes. "I… will see you around, pr-… probably." She said and with that walked away.

As she walked through the halls of the hospital, she could tell that barely anything had changed. She could still find her way around, even though she hadn't walked those ways for five years. People, though, had changed. New interns and new nurses were walking around. She had seen a couple of familiar faces, but had avoided them, not wanting another person treating her like Callie did. Although she knew she deserved them to do so, Callie's was enough for her first hour back in Grey Sloan Memorial.

She walked and walked until she finally was standing in front of a very familiar door. She had so many memories of that door. That door… the door of the chief of the hospital's office. That door.

Hope you liked the first chapter. Please let me know if you like it. My second chapter is already written, so if I see that you like it, I'll post it. :)